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Something I wrote living in the high desert mountains where the winds are vicious dogs coming to bite you....

In the moon lit hills the wind is a wave crashing "splash" the rain is the sky-dancers tears

pounding pounding pounding

crying for Justice Lost, crying for the murder accepted with smiles and nods

Now I will wander through mountain tops as the wind shakes me out of sleep and the

sky-dancer's tears slap

my face with winter's chill,

Wake up Sleeper

Awake to the mystical dance

behind wind & cloud

flame & stone

water & flow

run my heart down the waterfalls then see if there's a change

I see jewels glittering in pools of hideaways

I connect my heart to the light in the sky

I breathe Dreams that Drive the Demons back......

I howl to the moon

w/ a song only she can understand

I live under the crystal mountain where secrets bloom  & gardens rise

the wind attacks, the guard dogs howl and pursue,

rain and snow splatters, full moon high

violet light, dawn-like eyes sewn tight to the mystic sight where 1 can witness nature dance

powerful, unstoppable, unbeaten, unhinged, born from nowhere

never to die

Indestructible.....